Glamour Witches Novels & Stories

I struggled to rip my hand from his grasp again," Gerwulf if what you say is true then you need to reject me. I'll only be a danger to the pack." Gerwulf's grip tightened and his face hardened," NEVER say that to me again, El. The moon goddess put us together for a reason. I think you often forget that I'm only half a wolf... which is to be expected. You've spent so much time around me that it's not shocking to you like it is others. Witches and shapeshifters can benefit greatly from one another. If you can learn to shift and control it we could become a great force to behold on the battlefield. You'll feed my magick and be able to hold your own against others."

Anything! Her talent was not only the witchery, she learnt in her childhood also it was not even using any sort of magic to cure the people. Her real talent was to portray lies so realistically that the other person had to give in to her wishes, she knew how to toy minds well. To get what she wanted, she had to become someone she was not in the vision of the world. Even though it was a witch or... just a sinful liar who could toy minds.' Who cares? Right?

That’s when I smiled. I didn’t need to touch him. I just needed the appearance of closeness. I loosened my robe slightly and lay beside him on the bed, careful not to wake him. His scent surrounded me , warm cedar and musk it made my heart ache with something between envy and obsession. Reaching into my pocket, I took out a small vial of shimmering dust — a glamour charm one of my mother’s witches had given me. A few drops on my skin, and it would leave faint traces of scent and aura that matched physical contact. Enough to convince anyone who saw us in the morning.

And last, gliding in behind, was a tall woman whose skin glistened like moonlit water, hair trailing behind her like waves—a mermaid, but with legs cloaked in mist. “Okay,” Jimmy said flatly, holding his arms up. “I give up. I’m just gonna start screaming.” “You’re not dreaming,” said the witch in black. “Or cursed,” added the one in white. “Just redirected,” the dragon said smugly, curling up on Haunter’s lap like it belonged there.

I watched in horror as the witches used a spell to blast into my mate killing him instantly. My heart and soul shattered as my wolf was losing control at the loss of our mate. Wolves and witches began to watch me in horror as they all stepped away. I saw a puddle near me looking into it. I was shocked, her eyes were glowing like mine do. Helga stood smiling evilly as she began taking our witches and wolves with so much strength it was terrifying. After awhile a powerful witch appeared she had long black curly hair with crystal blue eyes, she was younger looking maybe in her 30s she looked slightly familiar it was weird.

“Misha I am so sorry for the horror of everything you have been through. I am still confused and may yet have more questions for you but for now I think I understand as much as I can. I do want to know though, how did you smell fully of human with no magic signature on you at all?” “Oh of course, I can manipulate how people see me with a spell called a glamour. It’s a rare spell and not many witches can do it, and only a handful can do it to the extent I can, I can literally make myself seem like a human or wolf or vampire with no signature being left behind.” I smile proud of my power to trick a whole pack without even meaning to! “So do you have full training and control over all three of

The witches, adorned in flowing robes and wielding ancient spells, possessed an otherworldly power that proved to be both formidable and lethal. Bella led a group of wolf pack members to fight back, trying to drive the witches out. The members of the wolf clan showcase an awe-inspiring display of unity and courage, standing as a testament to their unbreakable bond. Their presence seems to falter when confronted with the sheer might and enchantment of potent magic, leaving them exposed and vulnerable in its formidable presence. Keira relentlessly pulverized the delicate herbs, fully aware that this fleeting opportunity held the key to her success. Her heart raced like a wild stallion, thunder

With the last thud of bricks falling back into place the darkened space suddenly begins to lift gently; the light pleasantly adjusting as my eyes focus on my surroundings, wondering where the hell we could possibly be now. “How the hell…” I stumble onto the floor, my stomach twisting as I fight back a wave of nausea while studying the familiar décor of my living room. “It’s a glamour exit. There are a few scattered within the City. The witches used them quite a lot during the hunt, it helped them escape quickly when they were being chased,” the silver-haired woman brushes herself down as she looks around the living room curiously while taking off her coat. “How did we end up here?” Raven ask

It had all been a glamor. I had heard of them. Glamours were tricks of witches and a select few other supernaturals that could change the perception of a place or even an individual so that it looked and felt like something else. Something different. I also heard that Alphas generally were less susceptible to this trickery hence why I had been able to sense anything in the first place. But whatever I had been able to scent had nothing on what I was actually seeing. Firstly, instead of the almost oppressive night darkness, it was daytime here.

“Yes. As we exist, they exist. Witches, too.” “You gotta be kidding me.” “Nope. I’ve already told you about the witch that helped me find your mother. You weren’t that amazed then.” “Well, maybe it didn’t register right into my mind. So have you seen one?” “A witch?” “No, Dad. A vampire.” “No, son. We don’t like crossing paths. And they aren’t spotted if they don’t want to be.” “What do you mean?” “They have a gift. It’s called glamour. They can play with your mind. So, if I see one and he uses his gift, I can’t smell or sense him. I’d think he’s just a human.”